CRY OF THE GOLDEN ROSE
CRY OF THE GOLDEN ROSE I weep for myself, the golden rose, from the North to the South For my voice has become faint and no one is...
Reflection
Reflection… I trade down memory lane, I think of the moments we had and some I imagined with my brain. I remember vividly of how we use...
Not So Pleasant
Not So Pleasant Even I thought I could, Well my will power motivated me. I had made up my mind uncordially with my heart Maybe I...
It is never easy…
It is never easy… Teaching an old dog new tricks, Is never a child’s play. This refer to all other hard things. Most importantly...
Beyond the yonder
Whenever I look beyond the yonder Shattered dreams encapsulate my dreary soul, The heavy, reeking and debilitating smell Of inner...
La Cri
La Cri Agape ask them, how do they manage to sleep at night? How they can turn a blind eye to that ear deafening cry for help? Sons of...
